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church staff at lunch the day before. Now with Rales missing all day, the driver of the car decided to keep an even closer surveillance on the preacher from Celebration.
    Hawk ate his sandwich and sipped his coffee. Having peered through Rales’s windows and satisfied his curiosity that his friend had not fallen ill or had an accident at home, he now pondered other matters. Wishing for the food and caffeine to jump start his brain, he traveled a memory trail along the previous night’s activities. He remembered Rales giving him the key. What was it that Rales had said about this key?
    There is not another one in the entire world that does what this one will do. You are holding in your hand the key to the kingdom .
    He didn’t know what that statement meant. It was just a key . . . wasn’t it? Rales had tears in his eyes as he presented it to Hawk. While Hawk had assumed the value of the key was symbolic, the things Rales had said hinted at something deeper than mere symbolism. There is not another one in the entire world . That would make the key unique, one of a kind, and that would give itgreat value. An antique key would have some worth, but the real value came from what a key opened. Hawk again remembered what Rales had said. There is not another one in the entire world that does what this one will do . An old key would open an old lock. Still, there had been the last part of what Rales had said, you are holding in your hand the key to the kingdom . How could it be a key to a kingdom?
    He allowed his mind to loop the phrase over and over again.
    The key to the kingdom, the key to the kingdom, the key to the kingdom . . . it didn’t matter how many times he replayed it, he had no idea what it might mean.
    “Excuse me sir, did you hear the announcement?” The clerk smiled as she asked the question.
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear an announcement.”
    “We’re closing in five minutes. Is there anything else you need this evening?” The young lady gathered the remains of his meal to take to the trash.
    “No, but thanks. I suppose I should quit taking up your table space,” Hawk said.
    Hawk slugged down his last gulp of coffee. The coldness of the java bitterly reminded him of how long he had been sitting there thinking. He rewrapped the key in the protective cloth and deposited it into his pocket. Exiting the sub shop, he never glanced at the car pulling away from the street parking area the moment he came out of the glass doors. The observer in the car had sat there for hours as the daylight yielded to the darkness. As Hawk rounded the sidewalk and stepped to his car he had a thought. He knew it wasn’t a great thought but at least it was something.
    The engine fired to life as he turned the ignition switch. He slid the car into reverse and flipped open his cell phone. Tapping the speed dial, Hawk heard the phone ring twice.
    “Hello, this is Shep,” answered the familiar voice.
    “I have an-off-the-wall question for you,” Hawk warned.
    “Throw it at me.”
    “Do you remember telling me about a tour you wanted us all to take out at the Magic Kingdom?”
    “I think by this time of the evening they are done for the day,” chuckled Shep.
    “I was trying to remember one that you told me about that had something to do with a behind-the-scenes look at the Magic Kingdom.”
    “I remember it,” Shep replied. “It’s the tour that takes you underground into the tunnel system.”
    “That’s the one. What is the name of the tour?”
    “Hmm. It has something about the kingdom in the name. Wait! I remember, the name of the tour is the Keys to the Kingdom tour.”
    “Perfect, that’s it!” Hawk smiled. He was certain he had heard about something with the phrase key to the kingdom in it. “Shep, I appreciate it. That’s all I needed. Thank you.”
    “Okay boss, have a good rest of the evening.”
    “You too, bye.” Hawk clipped his phone closed as he accelerated back onto the interstate. Now that he